Author: Michelle

My Dad

This was originally published over at Medium.com, but I wanted to share it here too. 

My dad is the cool dad.

The one that all my friends tell me they wish they had.

My dad is the brave dad.

The one that baits the hook and handles all the scary jobs, like catching spiders.

My dad is the protector dad.

The one I can always call, no matter the time of day or where he may be.

My dad is the strong dad.

He stands up to the bullies, even when they try to knock him down.

My dad is the example of who I want to be when I grow up.

My dad is weakening,

the strength he once had no longer what it used to be.

My dad is a body being ravaged by an invader,

being overtaken, cell by cell.

Now it’s my turn to be the cool one, put on the brave face, be his protector, and his strength.

Now it’s my turn to be there whenever and wherever he needs me.

Because this is the example he has set for me, and I am, after all, my father’s daughter.

Researching

In all the times I have moved in my life, I have never given any thought to who the senators and representatives were for the area that I was moving to. That has now changed.

I am in the early stages of researching our next move. Part of it is due to my daughter graduating high school in 17 months. The other part is due to the fact that none of us really like the area we find ourselves currently living. 

So with the entire country as our starting point, the research begins.

Any suggestions? Comment below.

January 23, 2017 Time Capsule

This post is my way of creating a time capsule.

Over the past few days, I have been watching history take place. As I said in my last post, I had every intention of participating, but being sick prevented that. So instead I sat and watched online as everyone shared what was taking place. I have collected a number of images and posts from facebook, twitter, and news sites, and am sharing them here as my way of preserving this moment in time. I have tried to give credit to the appropriate people, but if you see something that is improperly credited, please let me know so I can fix it.

*Note, I have edited this post to add one more image. And because history is always unfolding before us, I will revisit this idea again and share more in the coming weeks. If you have anything you think I should add to this virtual time capsule, please let me know in the comments.

Jill June, artist. Shared on facebook with the Iowa Women's March page

Jill June, artist. Shared on facebook with the Iowa Women’s March page

Art By Anna Sudit

Art By Anna Sudit

 

Sarah Silverman on Twitter "This was my mother's pin from 1972. As important today as ever"

Sarah Silverman on Twitter “This was my mother’s pin from 1972. As important today as ever”

 

Resist. Original art credit to Woke Giant. Visit https://www.wokegiant.com/ for more.

Resist. Original art credit to Woke Giant. Visit https://www.wokegiant.com/ for more.

 

Because there seems to be so much contention over these two images, I felt it important to share it here.

Because there seems to be so much contention over these two images, I felt it important to share it here. Whether or not it’s been photoshopped, I don’t know. But the way the media is being treated over the sharing of this image tells me that it needs to be preserved. (Source CNN)

 

A cropped image of Woody Guthrie's guitar. Shared by a friend on facebook with the call to all artists to take a stand.

A cropped image of Woody Guthrie’s guitar. Shared by a friend on facebook with the call to all artists to take a stand. For more information on the history of this, click here.

 

A call to action shared by a friend –

Paula Graves –

Snowflake.

I’ve been called a snowflake so many times over the last few weeks and I’m not sure if the people who are saying that understand that it isn’t an insult.

Snowflakes are delicate, beautiful, and unique. When they first start falling, we all look to the sky in delight and wonder. Excited for that first snowfall.

What happens though when you get many snowflakes together? It’s a powerful storm and not to be messed with. Even the names are scary – snowpocolypse, snowmagedden, Blizzard of 1993 (ok maybe not that one), and today, the Women’s March on Washington.

You are calling me and my nasty women (and lovers of nasty women) snowflakes? Great! I’ll take it. You are about to see the worst snowstorm you’ve ever seen.

#WomensMarch #GetReady #Snowflake

And this one, because this is not just about one person, one generation, or one woman, this is about our now, and our future and the future generations of all women and men.

wokebaby

Photo credit to Jenny Sowry at the Charlotte NC march. Article I grabbed the picture from was on Buzzfeed, but it’s been making the rounds everywhere.

Another friend created a post on facebook with the intent that they would see a year from now in their “memories” and be able to compare past and present. I thought it was a good idea and have shared my own here. The only difference between his post and mine is the gas prices.

1/20/2017:
  • Gas: $2.79 (price in Redmond WA)
  • Dow: 19,819
  • NASDAQ: 5560.7
  • Unemployment: 4.7%
I’ll come back see what it is 1/2018
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